Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 167: Allison scanned the room, taking in the grimy details.

Cobwebs clung to every corner, as if time had abandoned the place long ago.

Even the windows were sealed shut, blocking out any hint of escape.

The only way out was through a narrow door, currently guarded by armed men fleeing unarmed would be pure folly.

But her eyes caught something a few shards of glass scattered across the floor.

Clearly, no one had bothered to clean them up.

With painstaking effort, Allison edged forward, her movements slow and calculated.

Her fingers, tightly bound, barely managed to close around a shard.

The simple act of reaching for it was Herculean.

Just as she pressed the sharp edge against the rope binding her wrists, the door flew open with a bang.

She quickly tucked the shard into her sleeve, concealing it from view.

Rugal shoved another figure into the room.

You think you can be the hero? Rescue this woman in distress? Youre dreaming, boy! Allison squinted against the harsh light streaming in from outside, barely able to make out the new arrival.

All she could discern was his solid build.

Then she heard his voice.

Dont touch me! Kellan.

What was he doing here? Surely he knew better than to walk straight into this death trap! He didnt resist as they roughly tied him up.

Rugal sneered, unimpressed by Kellans passive demeanor.

Look at you thinking you can save anyone with your pathetic skills.

What a joke! Their eyes met, and Allison instantly understood.

was playing weak to throw

she chimed in, This guys well-known in

healths a mess coughs

handle him right, and his family might just pay a

mid-swing, his fist hovering in the

eyes as he

expensive Patek Philippe watch on Kellans wrist,

you,

your family coughs up enough cash, maybe Ill let you live, Rugal muttered, tying Kellan to a

Rugal swaggered off, the watch in

shut, and darkness swallowed the room once

Kellan once Rugal

game

Why would you show up here, of all places, and alone? His sickly demeanor melted away, replaced by the cold, calculating man she knew all

Im the decoy.

but they need more time to

was brief

on him was their lifeline, the only

Well, she said, understanding.

were on our own

eyes

the people at

Because youre

way he said it made her

could see her own reflection in his

saved me…

can cure my grandmother, he added softly,

And we are friends.

demeanor was calm, masking the truth

here because he

gaze a beat longer,

course, it was about his

That would explain everything.

said, These

boss isnt due to show up for another